Margaretha : The Luna

Chapter 4.

"Daddy... I won't make the mistake again of leaving quietly. Yesterday was really urgent and I had to help him or he would die." Margaretha said with pouting lips, as her father from now on ordered two sturdy and well-built men to guard her everywhere.

Due to her being missing the previous night, Anston had become even more strict with his daughter. He was worried about not finding his daughter anywhere, which made him almost stressed and finally made it a rule that Margaretta had to have bodyguards wherever she went.

"You're all grown up, Honey. Daddy doesn't want you to go through anything bad." Anston said as he placed his bag on his office desk. "From now on, you will have bodyguards and Daddy will always be in touch with them whenever you travel. So that Daddy doesn't worry half crazy about losing you, again."

Margaretha pouted, staring at her father from the sofa with disapproval. The thing that made Aston sighed, then sat down next to his daughter and opened the breakfast lunch they had brought.

"Eat, after this go back to your room. You are an intern at my father's company, your friends will worry if they don't find you. After all, they know you're missing."

"I'm not lost, Daddy. The proof is I'm back," said Margaretta which made Anston smile and stroked her head gently.

"Whatever it was, you just weren't around Daddy and left without saying goodbye. Daddy doesn't want that to happen again," he said, making Margaretha finally obey and accept her father's bribe.

"In a few days, Daddy will take you on vacation to Paris. Daddy will meet some old friends there. So Daddy please don't let anything happen to you, you understand, swetty?"

"Yes," replied Margaretha with her lips still pouting.

The thing that made Anston just smile and eat food from the same bowl.

"Oh yes, Dad. Yesterday Franky said he had come back from his studies from out of town. We will meet today. Can I?"

Anston didn't answer right away, he was silent for a while until Margaretha shook her father's arm.

"Daddy... what are you thinking? Why is Daddy silent?" She asked with furrowed brows, so Anston looked at his daughter's face and smiled.

"It's okay, Daddy's just worried about you."

"Why? I'm fine. Is Daddy still thinking about last night when I went missing?" he asked making Anston nod his head in approval, even though deep down he was worried about something else.

"I'm fine, Daddy." Margaretha leaned her head playfully on her father's shoulder. "Daddy doesn't have to worry about me anymore. I'm already here, with Daddy. I promise to accompany Daddy until Daddy's old age. Stop worrying about me, okay?"

Anston smiled again, then rubbed her head gently and said. "Until you're old, if Daddy's still around, then Daddy will still worry about you. Because you are Daddy's daughter and Daddy wants the best for you, Honey."

Margaretha pursed her lips spoiled, clinging back like a child to her father who didn't mind at all. They both love each other very much, nothing can separate their souls from one another.

***

Margaretha walked in a black dress with the type of dress on her body that looked petite but also proportionate as a girl who was only twenty years old.

She wore boots that were not too high, and carried a bag containing her laptop and some of her study equipment.

In her hands, Margaretha hugged the tablet containing the files and data of the work she did last night. To make her look mature even though the cute impression on her face can't be covered.

Unbeknownst to her, a man was standing with a manager in the company. Even as they passed by and the manager bowed politely to her, she didn't pay much attention because he was busy preparing with the tablet in her hand.

The manager who was standing with the young man patted him on the shoulder firmly when Margaretha had left them and entered the elevator.

"Bow your head every time Little Miss passes by. Disrespectful apprentice! She is the daughter of the owner of this company!" shouted the manager making the young man speechless.

"Bow down to him?" he repeated in disbelief.

"Of course! She is Little Miss, don't let Big Master see you disrespectful to her or you will be in trouble for the rest of your future career, Mister Alaric Clell!"

Alaric, yes, that man is Alaric. The king and the strongest leader in the werewolf nation. His disguise for the sake of approaching the Luna really he did in just one night. Go to the university and make it acknowledged Alaric as a student who was going to be an intern and casually erased the memories of the university owner.

Until no one has a problem with what he does in the future. Because he has been recognized as a student of the best university in the city.

"I have to pay my respects to my Luna?" he thought with a faint smile. "I don't think it's too bad."

"You heard me!"

Alaric looked at the manager's face in front of him, then smiled kindly and bowed politely.

"Okay, sir. I'll do it from now on," he answered obediently, not wanting to get into trouble.

He must do whatever it takes to bring his Luna to the Clan and help them overcome all kinds of wars and bitter vengeance from the wizarding nation.

Truly, both Alaric and Raulin, the entire nation of the wolf clan wished for peace. They are tired of facing never-ending war since time immemorial. Their children are abandoned, lost their parents, lost family members and so on.

They get injured every day. Just because of the vengeance of a witch who has unlimited power. The magicians did not even hesitate to suck the power of the dead wolves or cooperate with other world magicians.

As for werewolves, their strength will indeed increase every full moon, but all of that is not strong enough to deal with attacks from the wizarding nation that can come at any time unexpectedly.

And one more. In the history books of the beginning of the war between werewolves and wizards, there is only one way to stop and end it, with the arrival of the Luna from the next leader, namely Alaric. Because the Luna who can understand what happened hundreds of years ago.

***

"He interned with the students from Senior City's university, in the finance and administration division." Head of HR, James Scott said, staring at Alaric's rather high grades file. "He has almost the same intelligence as Little Miss and some of his later comrades. We hope they can work together to manage the company's finances under the guidance of seniors so that everything will be better."

Alaric smiled slightly at his decision. The prowess of his mind is very meritorious in this case, until the man who became the head of HRD wanted to follow his wishes which he ordered from his brain to James.

After all he had to be in the same room with Margaretha, in order to approach the girl slowly and make Margaretha aka the Little Miss as people say. Alaric had to make friends with her, if he could get Margaretha's heart right away, so that Alaric could take her to the werewolf clan and make Margaretha his mate.

"Well, a Master's decision can never be wrong. In that room, there were no male apprentices who excelled. Hopefully Alaric can work with them," said the manager who escorted his just now.

Alaric smiled, then bowed politely. "I will try, sir."

The manager and HRD are smiling, like to see his polite and not arrogant attitude like the sons of this country. After all, Alaric was a student from the best university, on the same level as their Little Miss.

"All right, go ahead." The HRD said, asking them to leave, until the manager there nodded before looking at Alaric.

"Let me show you the room, Alaric."